While taking my hounds for another run at Mossvale Park, I came upon remains from what appeared to be an unnatural battle between mythical beings. I don’t watch Game of Thrones (GoT) and I’ve never even seen one episode; however, as it’s almost constantly reported in just about every online news and other site known to World + Dog (that’s every man and his dog) it’s not difficult to be aware of what it’s about, as I impertinently satirised last year. So when I came across these remains, I immediately thought of GoT and the dragons that feature in the show. After a quick Google, the evidence was compelling.
I’m not quite sure where these remains even came from, as there weren’t any natural features in the area that could be clearly associated with what I came across. So the only assumption that one could make is that there was a battle between dragons and who knows what, and dragon skin was shed that day, or night. There wasn’t a great deal about, so perhaps the battle was short and quickly moved on to other realms.
Evidence of fire was there, so the battle must have involved dragons, for how else could there be these darkened remains? The scorched remains of the discards was telling, as there was no evidence of fire anywhere on the ground, so the battle must have been fought in the sky above. Perhaps this was the cause of the thunder and lightning heard but days before?
And so intense must have been the battle, that some of the remains were still glowing, or perhaps that’s the magic of dragons. While most of the remnants were now dull and faded, two had a ethereal glow remaining. One piece was showing the dark stains of fire, with a subtle glow, and another was still full of life with a golden glow radiating forth.
I think I’ve let my imagination get away from me on this one, but what’s life if you can’t have a little fun and especially be irreverent. There is simply to much seriousness in the world today, such that life becomes boring and unsettled if you can’t let your imagination run wild now and again.